| ACT FOURTH.
8. SCENE VIII. Before King Henry's pavilion.
 (continued)has struck the glove which your Majesty is take out of the 
helmet of Alencon.
 
 WILLIAMS.
My liege, this was my glove; here is the fellow of it; and he
 that I gave it to in change promis'd to wear it in his cap. I
 promis'd to strike him, if he did. I met this man with my
 glove in his cap, and I have been as good as my word.
 
 FLUELLEN.
Your Majesty hear now, saving your Majesty's manhood,
 what an arrant, rascally, beggarly, lousy knave it is. I hope
 your Majesty is pear me testimony and witness, and will
 avouchment, that this is the glove of Alencon that your
 Majesty is give me; in your conscience, now?
 
 KING HENRY.
Give me thy glove, soldier.  Look, here is the fellow of it.
 'Twas I, indeed, thou promisedst to strike;
 And thou hast given me most bitter terms.
 
 FLUELLEN.
An it please your Majesty, let his neck answer for it, if
 there is any martial law in the world.
 
 KING HENRY.
How canst thou make me satisfaction?
 
 WILLIAMS.
All offences, my lord, come from the heart.  Never came
 any from mine that might offend your Majesty.
 
 KING HENRY.
It was ourself thou didst abuse.
 
 WILLIAMS.
Your Majesty came not like yourself.  You appear'd to me
 but as a common man; witness the night, your garments, your
 lowliness; and what your Highness suffer'd under that shape, I
 beseech you take it for your own fault and not mine; for had you
 been as I took you for, I made no offence; therefore, I beseech
 your Highness, pardon me.
 
 KING HENRY.
Here, uncle Exeter, fill this glove with crowns,
 And give it to this fellow. Keep it, fellow;
 And wear it for an honour in thy cap
 Till I do challenge it. Give him his crowns;
 And, captain, you must needs be friends with him.
 
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